Wang Guixiang made such a fuss, and the matter that was supposed to sink down and turn the page was lifted out again.

After knowing that the person Lao Liu raised outside was Yang Qian, it was strange that Wang Guixiang could spare her. Thinking that pulling it away is over, how is it possible.

After Wang Guixiang returned to Liu's house, she waited for Lao Liu to come back and made a fuss, which made Lao Liu annoyed, and finally simply pretended to be deaf and dumb, when he couldn't hear or see. looked like a dead pig, and when she looked at it, she was angry, and finally had to sprinkle her anger on Yang Qian.

As long as she was idle, she would block the door of Zhang's house and scold outside. The voice was shrill and loud, disturbing the people around him.

Some people couldn't bear to go out and say a few words to her, but it was useless, and people still went their own way. She even wanted to scold loudly, to let everyone know the true face of this fox, and to make the next few families angry.

When Song Jiu came back, he heard the voice from afar. After a pause, he simply changed his path and went back.

The evening song at home was drying dried fish, and she had made a lot of it at Du Chun's house before, and Du Chun packed a lot for her to bring back before leaving.

The evening song is not polite, and it is accepted generously. Small fish are not worth much, but people's hearts are priceless.

After carrying it home, she hurriedly dried the fish, and the dried fish smelled very fishy, and the smell was very uncomfortable. Fortunately, a lot of material was smeared on it and covered some, otherwise the evening song could only be put aside and wait for Song Jiu to come back.

"What are you doing? Dried fish? As soon as Song Jiu came back, he saw the half-pole dried fish, and when he got closer, he found that these dried fish were different from the salted dried fish he usually ate, and they were covered with a layer of material.

There are at least five or six kinds of visual inspection, among which there are many peppercorns and chili peppers, and the smell is not very good when you get close to it.

While drying the last fish, Wan Ge told Song Jiu that he had nothing to do today and went to his sister-in-law's house again. Seeing that she was making salted fish, I immediately wondered if I could make a different dried fish.

The two of them tinkered for a long time and finally got it out. It looks pretty good, but I don't know what it's like to dry it.

Song Jiu looked at it: "The sun has been big in the past two days, and you will know when you take it and taste it." If you get it right, you can get it together and sell it. ”

After speaking, Song Jiu found that since marrying Wan Ge and entering the family, there are more and more ideas, and the family is getting richer and richer.

In just a few months, he bought a shop in the town, although some of them are not spent by Song Jiu over the years, but the ability and ideas of evening songs should not be underestimated.

"Did I marry a little God of Wealth and go home?" Song Jiu couldn't help but reach out and pinch Wange's face.

These days, the face is getting smoother and smoother, ruddy, and looks much more complex.

"It hurts."

Wan Ge hurriedly dodged, and Song Jiu had to regretfully withdraw his hand.

After drinking medicine at night, the two sat in the courtyard to enjoy the coolness, and chatted about Wang Guixiang's trouble with Yang Qian today.

Song Jiu listened to the sentence, and people are not stupid.

When he came back before, he heard Wang Guixiang's scolding voice, and at that time he guessed that someone was shaking it out, but now when he heard the evening song, it was true.

"Paper can't hold the fire, and it's not surprising that this thing will come out sooner or later." Song Ji leaned lazily back in his chair.

Wan Ge agreed with what he said: "I don't know who said it." She held her chin and looked at the sky, and the stars in the sky were reflected in her eyes, sparkling and shining.

"Whatever." Song Jiuman didn't care: "Worry about that, it's better to think about when our shop will open." ”

"So fast? How good are those things? Wan Ge asked in surprise.

In fact, the shop has been almost cleaned up a long time ago, and it has been dragged out because some things have not been done, such as some cabinets, shelves, and blacksmiths' pots and so on, and a bunch of miscellaneous things.

It will take some time to make those things, not to mention the carpenter and blacksmith who still have some work. As the saying goes, first come, first come, don't you have to wait.

After waiting for these days, those things are finally ready one after another. Now they just pull it back and they can start opening.

"It's not going to be soon, it's been a long time."

Counting the days, it has been almost half a month. And now it's just that the custom-made things are all done, but it is estimated that it will have to be fully cleaned up when it opens, and it will take a few days of hard work here.

Scattered and scattered, I am afraid that it will not be open until the beginning of next month.

Wange didn't feel that he stayed at home, and he was surprised by such a calculation, and time passed so quickly.

The days are mixed, and I really don't think so.

The next day, Song Jiu rarely slept with someone, and didn't grope up until dawn to cook breakfast for someone and fry an egg.

The things to be used in the shop are almost ready, and he doesn't go to the dock to set up a stall, and he doesn't make much money, so it is better to hurry up and get things done in the shop and open next month.

As soon as the door of the shop is closed, it will not be allowed to enter the account for a day, so it is better to get it done earlier.

When Wan Ge got up yawning, Song Jiu had already made it and told her to wash her face and eat.

"Are you going to the shop today?" Wange asked as she cleaned herself up.

"Hmmm! I'm going to see how they make it. "If it doesn't work, it's time to revise it while it's not open for a few days.

As soon as she heard that Song Jiu was going to the town, Wange said that she was going too.

Seeing Song Jiu's frowns and her face full of disapproval, she hurriedly explained: "I've been idle at home for so many days, and I don't have anyone to accompany me. On weekdays, I only have to talk about the two sisters-in-law, but people are also busy, so how can I often bother. ”

Song Jiu didn't respond, and ate with a bowl on his own.

Seeing that this was not going to work, Wan Ge hurried over and pulled Song Jiu: "I went and didn't do anything, just rested next to me." Do you want to do it? "At this time, what kind of cheekiness do you need, let's get people done first.

Song Yu glanced at her, and the look seemed to say again, you have said this many times, but you have not done it once.

"I promise, this time I will do nothing, just stay honest. If I'm not honest, you won't take me tomorrow. Seeing that Song Jiu was still silent, Wange gritted his teeth and began to talk nonsense: "You see that I am not alone now, they all say that pregnant people are much happier, and they are happy to put their children in order." But what about me, I'm bored at home all day long, do you think that mood can be good? ”

"......" Song Yu listened to her serious nonsense, and really wanted to slap her.

is still in a bad mood, he sees her running out all day long, watching the liveliness of this and that house, and he is so happy.

"Okay, I can take you there. But after that, stay honest and can't do anything. ”

When Wan Ge heard this, he nodded busily and promised that he would stay honestly when he went, and his eager appearance seemed to be afraid that if he was slow to respond, people would regret it.

After achieving the goal, the evening song happily sat down at the table to eat. Song Jiu looked at the person, his eyes full of smiles.

In fact, Song Jiu originally planned to take Wange with him, and he knew that he didn't let her do that these days, and people were a little panicked.

Although he comes back every day and talks with people as much as possible, walks or something, he doesn't have much time at home.

It's better to take this opportunity to take someone around town or something.

But the little wife is really a little unobedient, and she can't be idle at all, just look at the kimchi jar and the dried fish outside. If he directly said that he was going to take someone to town, if he went out temporarily because of something, maybe people would not be able to get something out of their idleness.

So he had to pack up, so he dared to take people out with confidence.

If the evening song who was immersed in eating happily knew Song Jiu's calculations, he didn't know what to do.

Obviously, a person who looks so loyal, how to make a stomach with calculations and routines, it is really unbearable.

After eating, the two closed the door and went to the town, thinking about the body where the evening song was standing, Song Jiu was going to go by ox cart.

When the two passed by the alleyway next to Zhang's house, they heard Wang Guixiang's voice from a distance, as loud as something.

Not to mention Yang Qian in the house, even the people next door can't stand it.

Wan Ge rubbed his ears and said, "It's a shame that we're far away." "Otherwise, I don't know what it would be like to be annoyed.

However, she still admires Wang Guixiang and Yang Qian, a person who squatted at the door of the house with great perseverance, even if she scolded dryly, she didn't reply. The other just snuggled up in the house and didn't come out, letting the outside scold you, just ignoring you.

Wange thought that she wanted to be replaced by her, and she must have been unable to help it.

Gradually, the voice fell behind them, quieter and quieter, quieter and quieter, until they were no longer audible.

Uncle Ma's ox cart at the entrance of the village was not there, so he thought he should have pulled people away. There was no way out, and the two had to walk to town.

Fortunately, at this time, the sun showed its face from the sky, and it was estimated that it would be strong until it was in the town, otherwise Song Jiu would have to let Wange go back.

Just kidding, how strong the sun is in the summer, what if you get a sunburn.

Compared with what Song Jiu considered, the evening song was much simpler. Isn't it just walking to town, what's the matter?

It's still cool now, and the right to walk around is to come out for a walk.

I was so happy with the evening songs all the way, I almost walked and jumped.

This made Song Jiu can't help but wonder if he is too strict with her, otherwise how can a road that he is familiar with be happy like this.

Just as he was thinking about it, the evening song who was walking in front suddenly beckoned to Song Jiu eagerly: "Xianggong, come here." ”

"What's wrong?" Song Ji walked over quickly.

The evening singer pointed to the river not far away, separated by a few fields, and asked in a tone that was not very certain: "Do you see that there is a person floating there?" It was too far away for her to see very clearly.

Song Jiu looked over, but saw something floating on the turbulent river, and it seemed to be a person from a distance.

"You're waiting for me here." Song Jiu threw down the words and ran to the river, and Wange subconsciously wanted to chase after him, but thinking of Song Jiu's words, he had to stop his steps and look anxiously at Song Jiu's back running away.